Hailed as a hero,
Though your flag is white.
You retreat like a warrior,
Not trusting your cause, not believing your fight.
Your sword is dull,
From rumors and threats.
Your Body's weakened,
From has been's and regrets.
To the world holy,
To me naked and exposed.
Your motivation is hatred,
Your misery grows.
Dictatorship is a must,
Democracy has no trust.
Bloodshed and lust,
To civilization you will never adjust.
There is only one man I hate more than you,
That is my brother who compromises.
My brother who falls through
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